WELL AT FIFTEEN you wanted someone to call your ownSweet sixteen, you couldn't see straightYou couldn't let goNow you're eighteen and you barely make a soundYou're getting older, a little bolderYou're in the lost and found

All the way you say you'll take meAny day you'll never break me

Slip slipSlip of the lipI like the way you move your hipsLoose lipsSink shipsThe way you move, you don't miss

I said I told ya, I'll get to know yaWe're goin' all the wayMove over, I'm gonna hold yaTo everything you say

And now I've showed you baby everything's okayWhen I hold ya and when I show yaYou're gonna want to stay

All the way you say you'll take meAny day you'll never break me

Slip slipSlip of the lipI like the way you move your hipsLoose lipsSink shipsThe way you move, you don't miss

Slip slipSlip of the lipI like the way you move your hipsLoose lipsSink shipsThe way you move, you don't miss

Slip

All the way you say you'll take meAny day, well, nothing to sayYou're so bad, your reputationYou know it's all the sameIt's just a game